| I march with you beating 2−4 time
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| You want me to waltz but it don’t feel right
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| So why do I continue?
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| Well who said love was an arm-chair ride?
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| Tip me forward and let me slide
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| But there’s no malice in you
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| Though it sometimes gets too hard to tell
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| I couldn’t believe you weren’t putting me on
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| Cause how could I make all your demons gone?
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| Though the heaven’s blue and it’s vaulted wide
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| And every breath you take takes mine
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| You gotta see that it’s no good leaving it up to me
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| To make you happy
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| I couldn’t guarantee that I wouldn’t do wrong
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| Not sure what it is I’d be saving you from
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| Though the heaven’s blue and it’s vaulted wide
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| And every breath you take takes mine
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| You gotta see that it’s no good leaving it up to me
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| To make you happy
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| I drink with you and it all tastes fine
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| Say I’ll be yours as long as you’ll be mine
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| I give you clouds to cling to
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| I’ll dance with you beautiful time
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| You are on the walls but don’t be right
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| So why you are pretending
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| Simply gets too hard to tell
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| Simply gets too hard to tell
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| Simply gets too hard to tell |